Well almost. The lunar new year starts on February 10th I believe and as is our tradition Mrs. Ha and I hot-footed it over to the lunar new year fair to have a look at the flowers, food, trashy goods and political stalls. It is normally easy to spot the coming year’s “zodiac” sign. Not so this year though. I, by the way, am a Rooster and its not my year.
We normally arrive early to avoid the crush but we were a little later on Wednesday. We exited Tin Hau MTR station and followed the crowds. We ended up not in Tesco but in Victoria Park, already busy with school kids, politicians and hawkers trying to sell off flowers that unfortunately had already peaked. Indeed we put up our over-sized blossom ‘tree’ a few days ago and the unseasonably warm weather means it is almost over before the festival has begun. Not so much ‘in the pink’ but close to that well known hairdressing chain “Curl up and Dye”. The consolation is that the dog loves eating the fallen flowers and Lulu does her famous hoover impression each evening. Penguin poo is orange because of the krill. Lulu’s, I fear, will be pink this week.
But back to the important stuff. Whose year is it anyway? My first thought was it must be the year of the Penguin (hooray!!)
But maybe not. Could it be the year of the giraffe?
Not convinced. But there are plenty of flowers around so we were definitely in the right place. The year of the orchid perhaps?
Or could it be the year of the lion?
Or have we got it completely wrong and its only a Valentine’s Day market this year?
Surely not. My heads in a whirl.
Maybe I should ask Che?
And so it was that I slowly worked out that it is in fact
The year of the Snake. So please let’s all celebrate Hissing Sid and give him a huge smile.
And for you my followers there is only one message this festive season, to combine Sid and Val……….
Until next time………
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